My sweet and kind Sir Oh, how your words baffle me so. Such great woe has my hear found in loving thee. For only time and time alone could be the Judge of what misfortunes have followed Within our times of joy.
Why? I ask thee God''s above, Has my heart been filled with such high Decree of love? For if such blessings befalls On one''s true heart, How so then can it be torn apart?
Your words of comfort inspire my soul Yet, leaving me puzzled with such passionate Wisdom that only I could behold. Oh, to love thee my dear Guiding my heart ever so near. Leaving me falling such endless a tear. Tis it true then, I claim it to be! Again and again I write to thee. Yes, my love for thee my sweet friend Has only been known as my life''s greatest sin!